Tuesday, January 26, 2010

The Mall.





Working in public places affords me the opportunity to sit back and notice people...and all of their subtleties.
On the most part, people are pretty tame: They eat, consume, browse, talk and leave.
But then you have ...the others
- the mall rats (livin large beside Bluenotes)
- The entertainment regulars (the fountain watchers)
- The Asian kids who practice DDR in front of Pickle Barrel...(actually)
- the drunks
- and last but not least: The crazy fuckers who come in demanding you give them your pen so that they can write down what day it is.
every. single. week.

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